Lost Writings | 09 – The Monsters

THE MONSTERS

The monsters under our beds are the harsh truths about the world,
lurking in the silence while we’re unaware of their presence.
Until the night comes and they enter our innocent minds,
infesting it with wisdom that is better off not knowing.


I wrote a bunch of poetry back in 2017, it was all over the place. So, I finally retrieved it from my old broken laptop and some were from my old journal pages that I may have forgotten about.


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Poetry – Am I In Control?

I did not ask to be here.
I did not ask to struggle.
My life had not been my own.
I was born to follow a system.

A terrible one setting me to fail,
going through hoops of fire
waiting for the flame to catch me
like woods of branches and stems.

I did not ask to be here
but I am striving to get by.
I dream of a wondeful life
designed by me and not them.


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Have you ever felt like you’re not in total control of your life? No matter how hard you try to break away from the society’s standards, you kind of just end up being a part of it?


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Lost Writings | 08 – Time-Filler

TIME-FILLER

Between life and death, there we are with our borrowed time that we use to fill up the days of our existence in this world. And if everything we do is just a time-filler does it matter what we do with the time that we have, that is only going to be taken away in the end? Or it’s only borrowed so we should make the most out of it instead?


I wrote a bunch of poetry back in 2017, it was all over the place. So, I finally retrieved it from my old broken laptop and some were from my old journal pages that I may have forgotten about.


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Poetry – You Are Free

I was in so much pain
and you chose to leave
hoping that I’d miss you.
And, I won’t blame you,
‘cause you were hurting too
but if that’s what you want
I won’t stop you anymore,
you’re free to walk out the door.


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The World Needed A Break

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Written last March 26, 2020

It’s like the world is ending
for the humans whose living
but the earth is mending
the toxicity the humans
keep creating.

The air is fresh to breathe
it’s sad that it come to this,
for the world to heal
we needed a disease.

Millions of lives are at stake,
it is a crisis for every state,
the world needed a break,
when will this evaporate?


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